It told me once that it came from the distant void of space where stars lived and die but now, it found itself slumbering within the depths of earth's ocean, a being once worshipped by elder gods now better left forgotten. Teetering on the verge of waking but not quite, not yet... something that has fallen but never dies continues to wait till the oceans run dry so it may rise once more, till the sun extinguishes itself and all life ceases to exist in this world.

It dreams of horrible, hopeful dreams. 

For this is the way of things beyond life on earth that should have died but failed to stay dead. For as long they still retain their will to exist, to live and still have bodies–however scattered, buried or broken–they would still remain in this world.
 
…Until even death may die.

What Lies Beneath the Sea is created by Ataraxia, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

What Lies Beneath the Sea

I scrambled upright to the sound of my cat meowing literally right next to my ear but the sounds of the waves as they crashed down against my body was too fresh and still ringing too loudly in the back of my mind.


And I have only slept for less than 30 minutes.


Maybe I was too stressed, too tired from work... is that what this is? Maybe I'm going crazy. Yeah, yeah that must be it.


That was what I was thinking to myself as I tiredly stared at my cat's still puffed-up tail as he pushes himself to mush his face against my shoulder, growling lowly but remaining still as I made my way downstairs.


Chapter 47: I must not sleep (part 3)